Monday June 1st 2015 - Another Anglesey holiday

That morning saw me setting out on my second visit in a month to Anglesey, this time for a longer break of nine days. The sun was shining and the sky was blue until I reached North Wales where I ran into grey cloud, and by the time I was going along the A55 coast road it was raining - and that's when I got that groundhog day feeling. Just like my previous trip to Anglesey the rain had started at almost exactly the same place along my route and looking across to the island I saw that yet again it was covered in a blanket of dark grey cloud. 

By the time I reached the camp site it was raining steadily but this time I was prepared for it. No getting soaked to the skin putting the tent up like last month - when I'd packed up the van the previous day I'd taken the precaution of making up the bed in the middle so if it was raining when I arrived I had somewhere to sit/lie/sleep until such time as I could deal with the tent without getting wet.

There was no sign of the warden or anyone else on the site so I let myself in with my barrier pass and drove up to my favourite field hardly daring to hope that I would still be lucky enough to get a pitch with electric, however the caravan which had previously been on the end pitch had been moved and the pitch and hook-up point were vacant. It wasn't the best of pitches and it wasn't exactly level but it would do, so I reversed the van onto it then connected up my hook-up cable, running it through one of the front windows so I could plug in the cool box to keep my food and milk chilled. 

With most of the camping stuff packed on one side of the bed there wasn't a lot of space left but there was just enough room for me to sleep and I managed to fit my tv between the two front seats so at least I could relax in relative comfort. The only downside was if I wanted to make a brew or something to eat - I had to get out and get in the front to do it, but it would only be until the rain stopped so I could cope with that.

Apart from taking the dogs for a couple of short walks round the site I never left the van all day. The rain finally stopped as I was getting ready for bed but it was soon replaced by a wind strong enough to rock the van; I wasn't unduly bothered by it though, and as I snuggled under the duvet watching tv I felt rather pleased with myself for having the foresight to make up the bed instead of packing the van as I usually do. It might be a bit tight on space but at least I hadn't got wet!